Lucky Day

Summary:
Every thing was perfect, I had Edward, Jacob wasn't a problem-why did she screw it all up? For a few precious moments Bella Swan's life and future were good and secure. Now with Fate, Victoria, and the Volturi intervening, what will Bella and Edward do to set there life together back on track?

5. Chapter 5

"Bella?" Alice knocked on the door to the bathroom. She waited for me to reply, instead of just barging in. I appreciated that.

"Hold on." I wrapped the towel around myself. As soon as I finished, Alice came in.

"Are you alright?" she asked unnecessarily. She already knew what the answer was.

"Sure." I knew she was referring to me hitting my head (for the umpteenth time), but I was also thinking about Charlie.

The memorial service had helped me to get through this, but I still was mourning. I knew that I would be for a long time. His death had reminded me of what I would experience when my mother and my friends would die, whilst I lived on forever (hopefully). I was preemptively mourning for them too, so I didn't go into that weird haze again when they died.

Alice was looking at me with a worried expression. She could tell I was lying. "Bella, are you really all right?"

I sighed. "No, I'm not, but I will be," I said with a small smile. Alice nodded.

Alice handed me a pair of dark blue pajamas and disappeared. I put them on and checked to see if there was any external damage from my fall in the mirror. Luckily, there wasn't anything, except a bruise on my forehead.

I walked carefully back out into Edward's-no-our bedroom. Edward was sitting on his black leather couch listening to Claire de Lune. I recalled our conversation on that piece.

"Clair de Lune?"

"You know Debussy?"

"Not well. My mother plays a lot of classical music around the house-I only know my favorites."

"It's one of my favorites, too."

I came out of my reverie, still standing next to the door to the bathroom. Edward was no longer sitting on the couch, but standing next to me looking worried.

"Are you alright? I'm sorry, Alice already asked that, but I just want to be sure."

"I'm fine, just remembering when we talked about this song," on my way back to my house-back to Charlie, I added in my mind.

* * *

The next morning, fate threw something worse at me: the Volturi. Alice had a vision while she was talking to me after I had had my breakfast. She and I were discussing the wedding, which was to be a very small affair. I was trying to persuade her to not go to the extremes, when she had it.

She was in that trance for less than a minute; whilst I sat hoping it wasn't anything major. How futile that was. When she pulled out of the future, Edward appeared at my side, looking intently at Alice. I looked back and forth between them. They looked as if they were having a silent discussion.

They went on like that for some time, when my patience finally vanished.

"What happened?" I asked, exasperated.

Edward looked warily at me, probably deciding on if he was going to tell me or not. Eventually, he told me. "The Volturi have opted to 'check' on you within the next six months. They were mostly thinking on December."

My eyes widened. "I thought they weren't going to check on me for a very long time."

"Caius, the most impatient, wanted to check on you sooner, and he persuaded most of the guard, Marcus, and Aro to come sooner," Alice told me.

"But why? Why did Caius do that?" I asked.

"He didn't like the fact that Aro let you off so easily when...we were there last. He is quite put out with you," Edward answered.

"Well, we know what this means." I said suggestively. "We have to move up the date of the wedding." Alice visibly grew excited at the thought; she was bouncing up and down in her seat.

"Alice, calm down. I can't concentrate when I'm bouncing up and down because of your excitement," came Jasper's voice from his study. Alice just giggled.